"Ms. Shu is already seventeen this year, and she is not included in the exempted list. She can't be fooled." Zhang Yan came to visit Chen Li in the evening, and said with a worried expression on his face.

He himself is not worried, after all, he is an old man.

The worry is Shuniang.

As long as this child is useful, he won't be so useless.

"You don't have to worry too much. Shuniang has practiced Qi at the third level, her cultivation level is not low, and she has a magic weapon in her hand. What's more, I'm waiting around, so I can take care of you, and nothing will happen." Chen Li comforted .

In the middle and late stage of Qi training in casual practice, there are a minority, and the early stage of Qi training is the mainstream.

Think back when he crossed over, he only practiced the third level of qi.

Dare to venture out into the wild alone.

"Well, that being said, how can you rest assured? I don't know what kind of corvee he is serving this time? Is it dangerous? This child is usually held too tightly by me, and his personality is soft. He has never fought with anyone since he was a child. I don’t have any experience in fighting.” Zhang Yan sighed, looking like an old father who was worried, and the wrinkles on his forehead could kill a mosquito.

…

After sending Zhang Yan away, Chen Lili thought about it, and decided to serve corvee honestly.

Zhenzong is a newcomer, just when he wants to show his prestige, he can't hit the head of the gun.

It's okay to hide, just go to the woods with Zhou Hong.

But there's no need to risk it.

After all, he is not alone now, and there is Zhou Hong, who takes care of his family.

Anyway, it was only three months, and it passed in a flash.

…

Zhenzong's actions were very fast. In the early hours of the night, someone went door-to-door to register the information of the residents, and a few foundation-building monks came and went in the air, monitoring and arresting casual cultivators who were trying to escape the corvee.

Many clever casual cultivators hiding in the wilderness were caught on the spot and threatened to come back.

…

"Name?"

"Chen Wen, this is my wife Zhou Hong."

"Cultivation?"

"At the late stage of Qi cultivation, my wife..."

"Be more specific. Besides, does she have a mouth? Let her answer by herself!"

"Ninth level of Qi training." Chen Li said, there was nothing to hide.

The cold and stern faces of the three Zhenzong monks immediately softened when they heard the words, and the registration was soon over. Finally, someone took out a strange magic weapon, muttered something, and took a photo of the two of them, and a burst of light flashed.

"Your information and images have been recorded by the camera, and the corvee will start in five days. During this time, you should prepare. Remember, don't play tricks, and serve honestly, unless you escape to other domains , otherwise there will always be a time to be caught, when the time comes...hehe!"

The leading monk Zhenzong gave a final warning and prepared to leave.

"Everyone who is really a disciple of the sect, please stay still. How dare you ask me what kind of corvee is it? Please tell me a thing or two." Chen Li hurriedly stopped and asked.

"Of course it is to open up wasteland, otherwise it is better, you should do it casually, and it will only be three months of corvee, how can it be like us..."

"Ahem!" a Zhenzong monk reminded.

"Hey, why am I telling you this, let's go, there are so many to register!"

Soon a few people left.

Chen Li closed the door.

Zhou Hong came over and leaned into his arms: "To open up wasteland, it seems that the mortals from the Realm really want to move here?"

"It's not far from ten, and it will be time for the secular autumn harvest in more than a month. After the autumn harvest is over, mortals will probably migrate here one after another!" Chen Li put his arms around Zhou Hong's delicate body: "Zhenzong has grasped the time It’s not bad, alas, it’s just going to be hard for a while.”

"As long as you are here, I can go anywhere, and it will pass after a while." Zhou Hong said softly.

…

Early in the morning, in the market in the shanty town at the foot of the mountain.

There are huge crowds of people here, and it is extremely noisy. Not only the streets are tightly blocked, but even the rooftops next to it are full of people.

The open space in the middle of the market.

More than a dozen loose cultivators were **** in a row, kneeling on the ground, their faces pale with fright, and they kept twisting their bodies to beg for mercy.

Behind each stood a Zhenzong monk holding a whip.

"Everyone is optimistic, this is the fate of escaping corvee." A Zhenzong Zhuji said loudly, accompanied by the coercion of Jiji, the surroundings instantly became silent, like a chilling cicada:

"For the first offender, ten lashes! Execution!"

Brother Zhenzong immediately picked up the whip and began to beat hard.

The whip was as thick as a child's arm, and it was soaked in water. It looked lifeless, and when the whip went down, it hit the body with a muffled sound.

Sanxiu let out a mournful wail, his face twisted in pain, and he rolled all over the floor.

After a few whips, the robes on his body were turned into rags, his skin was torn apart from the beatings, and there was not a single piece of good flesh left.

The wailing sound changed from sharp and high-pitched, to weak, and finally became breathless again.

After ten lashes, none of the more than ten casual cultivators could move.

The men were quickly hauled off, dumped on the side of the road, and replaced with another batch...

Chen Li watched the excitement for a while with a calm face, then withdrew from the crowd and rushed to Luan Luocheng. As he had guessed, the flow of people here today was almost several times higher than usual. In full swing.

Corvée is coming soon.

In just one day, the market became extremely hot.

Chen Li inquired about the prices in the world, and found that they had caught up with the peacetime before the war.

He took the opportunity to ship.

It was not sold to shops either. Due to the short-term boom, although the selling price of the shops has also increased, the purchase price is very low, which is no different from before, and the price is too disadvantageous.

He chose to ship to stall owners in the market.

Usually it may be difficult to sell a lot, but today the market is so hot that these stall owners can sell as much as they put on?

…

"I have a lot of magic robes, which are sold cheaply. How much can you eat?"

"Price? Of course it won't be expensive for you. 10% off your current selling price... no, no, it's too low, up to 25% off, otherwise I'll lose a lot, so I might as well set up a stall and sell it myself."

Chen Li didn't make a deal, so he left the casual repair market, changed his appearance once, changed into a suit, and looked for his target again.

He ran non-stop, busy from morning to evening, and didn't get any water or rice all day long.

Fortunately, the harvest is also huge.

The inventory of magic tools, robes, and talismans in his hand was all emptied, and even the expensive storage bag was sold. As for whether the stall owner used it for himself or sold it, Chen Li didn't know.

I have to say that the casual cultivators after the war were really rich, and many of them were hidden.

In the end, Chen Li simply sold all kinds of elixir and spiritual materials that could not be sold in the storage bag to the shop at a low price. These things had limited room for growth and occupied most of the space in the storage bag, which was really an eyesore.

Go out of the last shop.

Chen Li seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, and felt relaxed all over.

…

night.

In the basement quiet room.

On a wooden table, spiritual stones were piled up like a mountain, and under the dim light of the oil lamp, they shone with a blurred precious light.

A large number of middle-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones are mixed with each other, and occasionally a high-grade spirit stone is also mixed.

Chen Li first picked out the high-grade spirit stones and put them aside, there are eight in total.

Then they picked out middle-grade spirit stones, a total of 2853 pieces.

As for low-grade spirit stones...he can only estimate the quantity roughly, which is about 30,000 pieces.

"Huh!" Chen Lichang yelled out, and it was the first time that he found that he could count the number of spirit stones, and he was mentally exhausted.

He counted.

"About 3,900 medium-grade spirit stones... 39 high-grade spirit stones when converted into high-grade spirit stones. If you think about it this way, you won't find many." Chen Li thought to himself, recalling the 21 high-grade spirit stones at the last auction. The thick soil gathering spirit array.

He shook his head involuntarily.

"Compared to those Foundation Establishment families, my little money is really nothing."

…

Five days passed by in a flash.

Early in the morning, it was still daylight.

Chen Li and Zhou Hong had just finished breakfast when Zhang Yan brought Zhang Shuniang to the door.

Wang Qing's family is exempt from taxation, but they don't need to serve corvee.

"It's so early, have you eaten yet?" Chen Li asked.

"I've already eaten!" Zhang Yan was not polite, and found a seat to sit down on his own: "I have inquired, our street is divided into three groups, and each group is composed of a Foundation Establishment University. The monk leads the team."

"Is it the true sect's foundation-building monks, or the foundation-building monks of the vassal forces?" Chen Li asked.

"I don't know, we casual cultivators are all under the arrangement of others, no matter who he is."

On the other side, Zhou Hong also pulled Zhang Shuniang to talk privately, and stuffed amulets into her hands: "After all, land reclamation is still somewhat dangerous, and there will always be times when you can't take care of it. Take these golden amulets for self-defense."

"Aunt Zhou, what are you doing? I can't ask for it." Zhang Shuniang's face turned red, and she refused to accept it no matter what.

"These golden light amulets were all drawn by your uncle at random. They are all for his own use, and they are worthless."

"Ah, uncle can draw golden light amulets now? This is a first-order ninth-level amulet!" Zhang Shuniang said with a look of surprise.

"Yes, your uncle only learned it recently." Zhou Hong smiled, with a hint of pride in his smile.

Zhang Yan was planning to refuse for his daughter, but at this moment, he couldn't help swallowing the words that came to his mouth.

How long has it been since you can draw golden light amulets?

Back then, when Chen Li humbly asked him about the Arrow Avoidance Talisman, he could still remember it as if it was yesterday.

In the blink of an eye, he was still him.

He is still an ordinary talisman who can only draw light-weight talismans.

But Chen Li has soared into the sky, becoming a top talisman master.

Alas, people are more popular than people.

Fortunately, he also hits people who are used to it, so Quan pretends not to hear it.

…

Everyone chatted for a while ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then walked out.

At this moment, the street was already full of people, bustling and noisy, casual cultivators carrying their burdens and bags, with sad faces, rushed to the meeting point at the intersection of the street. When they arrived, there was already a long queue there.

The next step is to check the identity and tick off.

Then there is the boring wait.

Wait until it's daylight.

A female Zhuji wearing a green robe flew here and descended from the sky: "Is everyone here?"

She looked to be in her twenties, with a thin face and thin lips, her appearance was only above average, her expression was dull, with a trace of coldness on her face, she looked like the kind of person who was difficult to get along with.

"Uncle Bai, everyone is here." The two Zhenzong monks who registered hurriedly stood up and cupped their hands.

"Now that it's all set, let's go." She said indifferently.

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